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anarchy: it all started as a normal day in Ponyville that new princess Twillint Sparal or some thing woke all the ponies up to prepare for the arrival of sunbutt. she woke me up at six in the morning because she wanted all the cooks in ponyville to make some thing for some banquet they were having. she herd i was the best at cooking exotic dishes.

creator: well you are quite good at that

anarchy: yes i am. but don't interrupt me or i’m have to sell more then your couch. she offered me money a fair amount actual but she woke me up at six in the morning a whole twelve hours before i get up. so i was as you may know angry, and when i’m angry in i get the thrust to hurt somepony. i thought of many ways as she dragged on telling me about how much a honor it would be and that i could open a shop with the new found clients. I looked at the dumb mare with a slight smile and told her “ok i will make some thing real exotic but cilestia her self will have to be seated in front of it,and as a added bonus it will be free for sunb.. i mean Celestia.” i mean i couldn’t make the princess who lives in my city mad but i could make her teacher just as mad as i was in that situation. So i found the most rancid fruits i could find rotten apples, grape fruit, and the last peace artichoke and i started to boil them in a pot. i let that boil for a good hour before letting it sit. so the impurities would boil to the top. The impurities solidify atop of my nasty stock. leaving a lovely layer of fat. that i carefully put on cake platter and covered in the most delicious frosting tell it looked exactly like a chess cake.

creator: You didn't

anarchy: I did she sat in her thrown adorn the cake was a message six am is to early written in a lovely hardened chocolate that i use on all my great deserts. dumbly she took a bit chewing not knowing what flavor with her usual expression of fake joy tell finally her stomach decided for her and she threw up all over the table causing a spur of people gagging and throwing up. Ahahah lesson of this story never wake me up at six in the morning

 creator: your evil. i should be proud. but i’m disturbed

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anarchy: well! don't you have balls comin back here after you ignored me for what metal and fire. hows welding anyway cre..a..tor.

creator: Its good my friend i know you’re mad about me being to cheep to buy photo shop or use some other good program but hay now your creators cool him self right

anarchy: I got to say i am proud. Welding, i thought you would be a buckin computer tech, failed actor, or a stay at home streamer in his moms house.

creator: i hate you so much some times.

anarchy: you should see how mad Celestia is.

creator: oh my other worldly version of the sungodess. What did you do?

anarchy: guess it has something to do with cake.

creator: cake hum? You poisoned the princess!

anarchy: No! Ok i will start at the beginning..

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creator: test have begun i soon shall be able to use this paint as a pony creator and slowly i will see my friend stead come to life 

stead: no.... this wont do destroy it, and bring me another!!!!! 

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the blog has started again

Anarchy: the creator has been moving around to much and has yet to create me as a whole but i seen his paint saves and i must say it shall be done

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so my bud wanted me to post some of his art here to thought why not

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anarchy:im back babies and i figured out paint muhahahahahahaha

Creator: guess that means you at least forgive me a little i was a jerk i shouldn't have ignored your wants i’m sorry Archy

Anarchy: i will speak to you but you owe me big time a whole year for a partial picture of my but really but thanks anyway i shouldn’t have pressured you or towed your car, or have all your pants sprayed with rat poison or stolen your couch i know how much u love that couch

Creator: you did what to my couch!!! im kill you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anarchy: well you cant your on earth and only i can come to you but thanks

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Creator: so hows the blog

Anarchy: no one loves me

Creator: that's what happens Archy

Anarchy: number one your not suppose to be here that's the deal you dont have to do art i don't have to speak to you, number two how many people follow your blog mighty creator, and number three don't call my Archy i hate that name

Creator: fine be that way i'm off to create a more obedient pony